Frankin Baby

Okay I really should

be writing about the Desert Bar

and how much fun we had

and how twelve we acted

and how the Wild Wear

Bobble Bands,

were a huge hit even among strangers,

who thought we were getting

better cell phone reception

because of them.

How a Snowbird,

called us "dope smoking hippies"

What?

Or how my friends love

to play with me

anytime anywhere and

how much that means to me but....

what I really want to write about is

"Frankin Baby!"

Yes, its a new idea

called "Frankin Baby"

do you have a dog that loves

stuffed animals?

I do!

Do they shred and tear

these lovely colorful stuffed things

that YOU would have worshiped

at twelve

and had to have all over your juvenile bed?

I did and do!

First she goes for the tags, then eyes

then noses in that order!

Admittedly, there are some

that have invited

some screaming

"NOOOOO not that one",

How pathetic !

Baby carnage, where ever she goes,

so much so friends hide the really good ones

from her when we visit.

So I have resolved myself to

thrift stores to keep up

cause babies can get expensive via PetSmart

so she gets the lost and unloved

salvage army variety

and yet she is sooooo happy!

Price tag or not!

Her name is Kaia,

secretly and affectionately known

as KaiaPaia Pocket Pants...

dumb? yes. but she likes it!

So there are always limbs..

and parts scattered across the floor

bed and furniture... yard

("is it snowing stuffing here?"}

and although, they are certifiably missing

the "special parts

tag, nose, eyes, guts,

she will still plays with

the limp stuffing less carcasses.

And her weird soul cat loves ......

loves the non squeaking

membranes left behind,

great for flicking up in the air and

over any thing stationary)

By the way...

every dog NEEDS a weird soul cat

in their lives...truly!

Call it Humorous balance.

So this cat REALLY loves this dog

with a "creepy insane scary stalker kind of love"

Kinzee is a domineering, aggressive

kitten like feline

who makes rather strange mating

overtures towards Kaia,

like biting the nape of the neck

to hold on... for what...?

Did you forget YOUR a cat...

and a girl?

(Had it on video once with the perfect soundtrack

behind it, for proof but lost it...sorry!)

Anyways this is the good part!

Took all the limbs and sewed them together

(cause I am ever so "crafty")

and made a "Frankin baby" with all

miscellaneous limbs...

Kaia loves it.

Like no other baby

to rival it.

She is prominent fan of tug of war

with an exuberant dose of spastic head

whip lashing to strain

all watching neck muscles

And that cat?...when she decides

to do her very odd misplaced mating thing...

she gets a little surprise slap, slap

from a distance cause "Frankin baby's" limbs

are long and collective!

I imagine her saying,

"Watch out Frankin baby

has come to life, girlfriend...

get out of my way cause I am flinging limbs

Frankin limbs and THERE are no

squeaking membranes left, ...

so ha, take that

you strange creepy little feline....

fling, fling, slap, slap...

but hey...

love ya...really!"

She says, smiling to the right

with equal anxiety and joy.

(see prior blog entry)

Frankin baby or Kinzee's Revenge?

Pam Piper Rain